The Villain Becomes The White Moonlight

Chapter 57

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Du Yan just walked to the bunk when the announcement on the train just sounded.

"The fault ahead has been cleared, the train is about to start... "

Du Yan looked out the window and could still see a lot of faint shadows, but it was not as crowded as before.

He took another look at Xiao Lang, who had just walked back, thinking to himself, the hero of this movie is indeed a calamity.

With the start of the train, the somewhat depressed atmosphere just now became active.

Liang Fei was the first to speak. He patted his chest, put on a post-robbery expression and said, "Oh, is this journey so exciting at the beginning? I think I should take a Douyin and post it. Weibo or something, maybe it can make your place a popular tourist attraction.”

Xiao Lang smiled and said, "Thank you, you don't need it. If you send it out on Douyin, where is the propaganda, it's clearly chasing guests."

Tian Luo had a lingering fear, and said, "I knew I wouldn't tell those ghost stories just now. It just happened to be this time, and it was really scary the more I told it."

Zhou Tiancai sat up straight from Wei Zizhe's arms and said, "However, those ghost stories are quite touching."

Wei Zizhe laughed at her: "Come on, you were about to cry just now. You are so small, but you still like to listen to ghost stories and watch horror movies."

Zhou Tian rolled his eyes at him and said, "It's just because I'm timid, I'm excited by listening to ghost stories. Engineering students like you don't understand the romance of our liberal arts students."

While everyone was chatting and laughing, the train had already driven out of the endless tunnel, and the feeling of being bathed in the light again made people feel extremely comfortable and beautiful.

After passing the Wanwanling tunnel, there is a smooth road ahead, but half an hour later, the train arrives at Shunping Station.

Shunping is a small station, and the only people who got off the bus were Xiao Lang and his friends, and Du Yan, who came here in name to collect the scenery.

After coming out of the train station, Xiao Lang took everyone directly to a hotel near his home.

In recent years, Shunping is preparing to vigorously develop tourism, and locals have seized business opportunities and opened many characteristic hotels.

This hotel is one of them, from the lobby to the rooms are designed with a very classical charm. According to the front desk, the theme of each room is different, and many of the furniture in it are old furniture and old objects that the boss specially took back from the countryside.

Xiao Lang's parents happened to be away from home for the past two days, so he simply lived here together. It happened that we all had company and it was convenient when we went out to play.

Wei Zizhe has a room with his girlfriend, Liang Fei has a room with Xu Yuan, and the rest is naturally Xiao Lang and Du Yan.

The three rooms were arranged properly. Several people took the room card and were about to go up, but Tian Luo appeared at the door.

He smiled a little embarrassedly: "I just went home and found that my parents went to the countryside to see my grandparents. It's boring to stay at home by myself. Can I go around with you these few days?"

Xiao Lang heard him say this, and it was not easy to refuse directly, so he agreed: "I will go to the front desk to open a room."

The rooms in this hotel do have their own characteristics. Xiao Lang and his party were interested, so they visited each room together.

The last room was a single room that Xiao Lang opened for Tian Luo.

The bed in the room was actually an extremely delicately carved stepping bed, with layers of gauze curtains on it. The whole room is like the boudoir of a famous lady in ancient times, making people feel like they have traveled through time and space.

Liang Fei joked: "Wei Zizhe, Zhou Tian, you two should just sleep in this room and experience the ancient bridal chamber flower candle night."

Zhou Tian shook his head again and again: "I still like the one just now, no need to change it."

Du Yan stood in front of the step-by-step bed, studied it carefully for a long time, and suddenly said to Xiao Lang, "I'm sorry, can you let me live in this room?"

Xiao Lang hesitated: "But it has been agreed that Tian Luo will live..."

Tian Luo quickly said, "It doesn't matter, I can live anywhere."

Du Yan smiled: "Thank you. I just think this room has a lot of feeling, maybe it can inspire inspiration."

After hearing what Du Yan said, Xiao Lang didn't want to say more, so he agreed to this room arrangement.

It's not too early, everyone discussed it and decided to take a walk around the surrounding area today, and then go back to the hotel to have a good rest. Wait until the next day to go a little further away.

In Du Yan's room, in addition to the huge stepping bed, there are some historical decorations, which is a very ancient clock.

When I checked in, the front desk explained that the clock in the room is just for decoration, and it won't ring on time, so don't worry about affecting sleep.

Right now, the night is dark. There was only a small night light left in the room, and the light could only illuminate the place less than one meter, and the other places were completely plunged into darkness.

clang-clang-clang-

The clock in the room rang in this silent night.

Du Yan opened his eyes, his eyes were clear and there was no trace of sleepiness, and he quietly counted the bells for a full twelve.

After the last bell rang, a dim light lit up in the room that should have been dark.

The stepping bed that Du Yan slept on should have been engraved with time stamps. The delicate carvings were full of signs of wear and tear, and the paint was peeling off so that the original color could hardly be seen.

However, the situation that comes into view now is quite different. This is clearly a brand-new walking bed, bright red color, exquisite carvings, and a bright red bed curtain hanging down.

Everything in front of you is clearly the decoration of an ancient bridal chamber.

Du Yan sat up from the bed and looked towards the window.

Where there should be a sofa, but now

It's a dresser. There was a man sitting in front of the dresser, his long hair hanging down to the ground.

She was wearing a bright red wedding dress with exquisite embroidery, and her slender jade hands were as white as jade carvings in the faint light.

This graceful woman stretched out her hand and picked up the wooden comb on the table. On her slender wrist, she wore a green jade bracelet. If this time is really the bridal night, this scene is so beautiful and enchanting.

The woman picked up the comb, moved gracefully, and began to comb her satin-like black hair.

This feeling is extremely strange, but Du Yan has a natural look, sitting on the bed motionless, watching the woman comb her hair.

After a long time.

The faint voice sounded: "The hair is a husband and wife, and the white heads are inseparable..."

The woman kept repeating this sentence, but the hand combing her hair became faster and heavier. The black hair on her head was wrapped around the comb and pulled from her scalp, and it fell to the ground in bloody clumps.

With one last shot, she was so strong that she seemed to be pulling her entire head off her neck. Only a click was heard, and the head on the shoulder was folded at a right angle of 90 degrees.

Even in this twisted posture, the woman in red was still combing her hair until all her hair had fallen to the ground, leaving only her bald scalp.

Her hand still didn't stop, the wooden comb just fell on the scalp, brushing the scalp with blood.

At last she stopped, put down her comb, stood up and turned slowly.

The woman tilted her head, her red lips lightly parted, and said to Du Yan, "Husband, do you think I am beautiful?"

She has a pretty face and a soft voice. If you don't look at her twisted neck and bloody scalp, she looks like a bridesmaid.

Du Yan finally moved. He got off the bed, stood up, and walked slowly to the woman.

The woman stood there and didn't move, but raised her face slightly to expose her terrifying face.

Her skin was very white, and her lips were rouge, which looked unusually rosy. The most special thing is her eyes, which are very dark, the whole eye socket is thick black, without a trace of white.

Du Yan just looked at this terrifying face like this, his face did not change, and he scrutinized it carefully, as if he was really a peerless beauty in front of him.

The woman spoke again, her tone soft and tactful, as if whispering under the bed with her lover: "Husband, do you think I am beautiful?"

Du Yan raised his hand, as if to touch the female ghost's face, he said softly: "Qingben beauty, why do you want to be nostalgic in this filthy world, isn't it bad to enter reincarnation?"

The woman smiled, and the laughter was long, echoing in the empty room for a long time. She said, "Of course it's for you, Lord Lang."

Du Yan seemed to be confused, put his fingers on the back of the woman's neck, and lowered his head slightly.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared at the door.

The visitor shouted: "Du Yan, don't be fooled by her, she is a ghost!"

Du Yan's body froze, and when he looked up, he found that it was Xiao Lang who came. There was a piece of talisman paper between his fingertips, which was glowing with a faint golden light, but the moment he saw Xiao Lang, it went out again.

Xiao Lang's voice just fell, and he stepped over to Du Yan's body a few steps, pulled him behind him, and then kicked the female ghost again.

According to common sense, Xiao Lang is still a person, and should not be able to touch the body of the female ghost. However, the situation in front of him was that the female ghost was kicked flying, slammed into the corner of the wall, let out a shrill scream, and disappeared.

Du Yan was really stunned this time, stunned in place.

what is happening? Not to mention why Xiao Lang suddenly appeared in his room, why he was able to attack this female ghost, and let this female ghost disappear from the world.

Before Du Yan could think of a reason, Xiao Lang had already turned around.

He looked at Du Yan with a straight face, and said righteously: "You are too unguarded, that female ghost looks wrong, it's weird, how can you still be treated like this? The child's stuff is confusing."

Xiao Lang said while grabbing Du Yan's hand. He lifted the corner of his clothes and wiped the hand of the female ghost that Du Yan had just touched with a look of disgust.

After the physical contact, Du Yan realized that something was wrong. Xiao Lang held his hand with no warmth, it was light.

The Xiao Lang in front of him is not a human, but he is not a ghost either. His current state is more solid than that of a ghost, and there is no resentment on his body, but rather anger.

This state is clearly the separation of the soul from the body. After figuring out the situation, Du Yan calmed down.

He looked at Xiao Lang and smiled softly: "Thank you very much for coming to save me. In order to express my gratitude, then I will..."

Du Yan didn't finish his words, he just raised his hand gently, and tapped his index finger between Xiao Lang's eyebrows.

The tall Xiao Lang fell to the ground with a bang.

Du Yan lifted the disembodied Xiao Lang with only one hand, opened the door and walked out. Xiao Lang's door was closed, but this did not trouble Du Yan.

Du Yan went downstairs, found the front desk, and said directly to the front desk lady on duty: "Sorry, I forgot to bring my room card while chatting in another room. My friend was sleeping too fast and the door couldn't be opened."

The lady at the front desk was naturally impressed by the outstanding Du Yan, and the room number he reported was one of the few rooms he had just opened, so he took the spare room card and gave it to Du Yan.

The sound of Du Yan entering the door was very light and did not wake up the people inside.

Xiao Lang's soul, which he was holding on his hands neatly, stuffed it back into Xiao Lang's body lying on the bed, and then quickly left the room without leaving a trace.